It was a good, but busy weekend that had Ian and I somewhat like ships passing in the night as we divided and conquered kid activities. Last night in the quiet after we got the kids to bed, Ian commented about how we didn't get to spend much of the weekend together and then "reintroduces" himself with,
"Hi. My name is Ian. I think you're cute. Marry me and we'll have six kids."
It seems normal now, but if he had used that 21 years ago as his pick up line when we first met I think I would have run...
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